#hannigram is really them huh

[k7ino]

tw blood

uhm .hannibal hoffstrahm and 2 single miserable men if u want. if not then i got nothin else to offer

[foxmulderautism]

"i feel like i've dragged you into my world" "i got here on my own but i appreciate the company" dialogue that feels like i got hit by a bomb

[r0entgen]

Please consider:

Hannigram post-fall in Cuba. Both can speak Spanish. Hannibal comes across this song one day (perhaps on the radio while he's cooking?) and it reminds him that not only did he get rejected by Will - he gave up his freedom for him as well, only to find out later that Will actually got married while he was locked up and waiting for him:

[sykosomatic]

Thank you for accepting my request!! It was delicious😭❤️ i love the way you write Hannibal. Not to be greedy or anything, could i request hannigram x ftm reader? He just took his first shot of t, and his two lovers want to celebrate *wink wink*

you’re so welcome!! this is perfect, i love it so much <3 i love all the ftm x [insert character here] i’ve gotten recently! it’s so inside my comfort zone it’s crazy <3 companion fic to this.

i hope you enjoy!!

hannigram x ftm reader taking his first t shot!

(reader wears a binder/is pre-top-surgery)

cw: threesome/group sex, praise kink, creampie finish, double penetration, oral sex (afab&amab receiving), anal sex (afab&amab receiving), p in v sex, fingering (afab&amab receiving).

thanks to your lover, hannibal’s, connections in the therapy world, you’d finally gotten your hands on something you’d been waiting on for what felt like forever: a prescription for testosterone. at this point in your social transitioning, you figured you were ready to take the next step. it was a little nerve-wracking, as most new things are, but so exciting all the same.

your other lover, will, had kindly offered to go pick up the prescriptions with you; you’d shown some apprehension at the thought, and he’d immediately offered his assistance.

once you’d gotten back to hannibal’s place, you got all settled in; your testosterone vials and needles sitting up on the counter. they looked a little daunting; you’d never used a needle on yourself before, so this was going to be a really different experience for you. the doctor had explained to you how to do it, and it seemed pretty straightforward. but still. nervous.

you didn’t necessarily want to do it with hannibal and will watching you; just because you were nervous you may look silly, and you didn’t want them to get worried if you did it wrong. but then again, you didn’t want to do it without them, because what if you did do it wrong?

you decided to do your first shot on your own; you wanted to make sure you could do it by yourself, and wouldn’t they be so proud of you when you did?

you took a breath, grabbing the stuff you would need and heading to the bathroom. sitting on the toilet, you prepped everything the way the doctor told you to, and prepared yourself for the feeling of the needle going in.

it was surprisingly easy, but the sting and pinch were going to need some getting used to. letting your breath out, you cleaned up and put everything away, opening the bathroom door to see the two men standing outside the door.

you smiled at them, shaking your head. “worried about me, huh?” you asked them. hannibal stepped closer to you and inspected you, asking you how you felt. “i feel fine,” you assured him with a small chuckle. “it went really well… it was a lot easier than i thought it would be.”

will smiled at you, nodding as you spoke. “we knew it wouldn’t be a big deal. well..” he corrected, looking at hannibal. “i did, at least.”

“we should celebrate, no?” hannibal asked, kissing the top of your head. “such bravery and expertise should be rewarded!” he exclaimed, leading you and will to the kitchen.

hannibal popped open a bottle of wine and started pouring three glasses, handing them out. before long, he and will were discussing how proud they were of you, making your face flush; the wine wasn’t helping, either.

“so handsome and so perfect,” hannibal said, in response to will leaning in to put a hand on your thigh. “both of you,” he added playfully, making will sport a wry smile. hannibal stood and walked over to stand behind you, massaging your shoulders gently. he leaned in to kiss will’s lips deeply. it was clear the two of them were planning a different kind of celebration. you were excited.

hannibal’s hands dipped to start rubbing your chest, his fingers brushing over your nipples once he’d found them. you leaned your head back against him, watching him and will kissing passionately. warmth spread into your stomach and you could feel yourself getting ridiculously aroused.

will pulled away from the kiss he shared with hannibal to start kissing you, his hands starting to tug at your clothes; he was asking permission, and you eagerly allowed him to undress you. hannibal watched the two of you, starting to undo his own pants and taking his shirt off. before long the three of you were undressed and the two of them started leading you into the bedroom.

will pulled you into his lap on the bed, his legs draped over the end as hannibal came up behind you. being sandwiched between the two of them turned you on an insane amount. will started to kiss your neck, licking stripes up your neck as hannibal leaned in to kiss your lips. both of the men’s hands explored your body, hannibal’s on your hips and grabbing your ass and will’s exploring your chest and pinching your nipples.

you moaned into hannibal’s mouth as you felt will’s fingers exploring your wet slit, playing with your clit while he teased your nipples. hannibal put his fingers in your mouth for you to slicken up as he followed will’s lead. he slid one finger into your asshole, making you moan and buck your hips against will’s fingers. will slid two fingers into your pussy, curling them up to hit your g-spot. the two of them played with you for a little while before you ended up squirting all over will’s hand.

the two of them praised you for how handsome you were, how well you took their fingers and came for them, peppering your skin with kisses before they moved positions. will laid on his back, starting to slide his cock into you, stretching your sweet pussy out. hannibal began to finger will’s ass as will fucked up into you and grabbed your ass. you leaned in to kiss him as he got finger-fucked, and then leaned back to kiss hannibal as he slid his cock into will’s stretched asshole.

the two men moaned in beautiful succession with you, all of you in complete bliss. their hands explored you and each other. after a few final rough strokes, hannibal bottomed out inside will and came deep in his asshole, making him in turn cum deep into your pussy.

but they weren’t done; hannibal slid his cock into your asshole next, making you shiver and whine, scratching on will’s chest. his curls lay over his face, covered in sweat. will hadn’t taken his cock out of you yet. he started rocking his hips again after you’d gotten adjusted to hannibal’s cock, the noise of the creampie inside you squelching as his balls slapped your taint.

the three of you finished again, and you were flipped over on your back so that hannibal could eat you out; his tongue was magical as he licked will’s cum out of your hole. his tongue slid in and out, and circled your clit. you shuddered and came a third time, grabbing his hair and wrapping your legs over his shoulders. hannibal proceeded to clean off will’s cock as well, will laying right next to where you were as he got sucked off. he gave you sleepy kisses, waiting for hannibal to come back up for air. the two of you shared slurping on hannibal’s cock until it was cleaned off, and fell asleep naked on the bed, fully satisfied.

[lotus-tower]

it isn't about the gintama essays but i would love to hear your elaboration on phoenix kristoph etc!

oh man. sure! i don't really know where to start if you want me to explain them from scratch.

basically, kristoph/phoenix to me is just a much funnier (and thus better) hannigram. the game of gay chicken (and legal/murder chicken) is really heightened by the fact that kristoph is committed, due to his own ego and atrocious personality, to pretending to be nice and caring while phoenix acts like the most obnoxious person on the planet. not directly to kristoph, since he also has to keep up the pretense. but like come on. it's established that they have dinner together, what, almost every day of the week? that's insane. normal working adults--certainly lawyers of kristoph's calibre and renown--don't see their best friends that often. they don't see their family that often. can you imagine how busy kristoph is, how many other things he'd rather be doing? but instead phoenix makes him come to this shitty ass fake russian restaurant, where the tables and shit are covered in snow. phoenix makes kristoph freeze his ass off in order to eat bad food and listen to his shitty piano playing almost every day. and kristoph has to do it. he has to do it because the persona he chose was of phoenix's incredibly selfless saviour.

and the best part is that in addition to this it's also genuinely toxic and traumatic. these two are doing "keep your friends close and your enemies closer" to such an absurd degree and it's my favourite mix of drama and comedy. phoenix is obsessive, resentful, and insanely stubborn and he once again restructures his entire personality in order to deal with kristoph. and the fact that he could be intimate with kristoph (and here i cross into the realm of very subjective interpretation) in a self-harming way while also doing the above borscht bowl nonsense is incredible to me. i don't really care at all about kristoph outside of their dynamic and his impact on phoenix, but i do think this extremely manipulative and abusive villain having to grit his teeth internally and take the absolute nonsense phoenix says at him (grapes are tasty and easy to eat) is also the best part of his character. kristoph would absolutely say "the trout is a nietzschean fish", but then phoenix would say "huh? oh, gesundheit" and kristoph would have to breathe into his silk handkerchief for a moment and feign choking on a fish bone, and then phoenix would get to go "aww you have to be careful with those. i once knew a guy who swallowed a fish bone and it grew a new fish inside of him."

beyond that it's incredible to me that they set up kristoph as a sort of... well, to put it bluntly, an edgeworth rebound. where is edgeworth in AJ? it doesn't matter. he isn't here. but instead there's this other (uglier) guy who has superficially similar traits to him (and who's even more of a queer-coded villain). fancy, faux european, INTJ meme, a gay little thing around his neck... and they even make him assume a rehash of wrightworth's backstory as his public entry into phoenix's life. like hey. why did they do that. he literally mimics edgeworth's position relative to phoenix, becoming his sole defender in a big scary trial. we all know how deeply edgeworth's actions as a fourth-grader who knew phoenix for like one year impacted phoenix and rearranged his brain chemistry. it stands to reason that as an adult going through a genuinely terrible and miserable patch of life, phoenix would've been.................... Something about kristoph. and then he would've learned the truth, felt betrayed, etc etc. did i mention that for some reason kristoph also perfectly fits into his self-proclaimed Most Hated Things In The World list, born from his bad experience with his evil ex-gf? really makes you think.

[nalyra-dreaming]

On Twitter there is a new drama cause some people put Loustat and Hannigram gifs together with Got incestuous pairs. And now people say that book Louis was in love with Claudia, but I honestly don't see it. What do you think?

Huh...?

What has one to do with the other?

(Loustat and Hannigram I get because Bryan Fuller built Hannigram with a lot of Louis and Lestat, but... GoT incestuous pairs?? Someone explain that to me, please, because neither Loustat and Hannigram... are?)

As per Claudia and Louis.

They certainly loved each other, and yes Louis loved her.

They're vampires, she was way more than a child to him. You cannot compare that to what we as mortals know and feel, because there is no equivalent for their existence.

That said, the book clearly allows this kind of interpretation I think.

"Claudia, who was my daughter and my love."

"It was not that I did not love her; rather, it was that I knew I loved her only too well, that the passion for her was as great as the passion for Armand."

"I was dying for her, dying for that love as I was that very first night when Lestat gave her to me, turned her eyes to me, and told her my name; that love which had warmed me in my self-hatred, allowed me to exist."

In the context of the show this is already different I think, with them throwing sexuality into the mix, and making it clear that Louis is, actually, gay. Which is why I do not think they'll go there - the movie did though, or at least hinted at it.

Also, as incestuous relationships go - may I introduce the assembled and esteemed Twitter community to Lestat / Gabrielle.

*coughs* Because that's coming, darlings *laughs* In season 3 I think^^. I really don't think they're going to shy away from that, given the smirk and comment at the SDCC^^.

Oh and - forgive me, not aimed at you directly^^ - but I think the majority of the Twitter community will not have fun with the Vampire Chronicles 😅 - when book fans warn that there's no good guys in this, and that there is everything AND the kitchen sink in these books - we mean it^^.

Buckle up^^.

[ghostdrinkssoup]

*crashes through window* it’s show and tell tonight so welcome back to my hannibal notes/reactions (s1 ep6) except it’s just the silly goofy ones:

omg this is the one with the will scene everyone thirsts over (you know the one)

will: as an insane person, I don’t wanna go into the psychiatric facility, they might not let me out tbh

jack: dw I won’t leave you here *screams in s2 agony*

^^ will: not today *SCREAMS EVEN LOUDER*

chilton my slimy little rat man <333 I missed him omg

the psychiatrists in this show are obsessed with will and I don’t even blame them I wanna pick his brain apart too

a bitch… a flirt… a rat… I hate him 🫶

yep this is the thirst trap will scene

^^ foreshadowing will’s slut arc, so necessary and vital

gideon was fucked for this… good thing he eats his own leg later 🥹

will: I’ll break some dude’s neck and make artistic sculptures out of rotting corpses and indulge in a little social cannibalism here and there but I draw the line at violence against women

“you never replied” “I never do” HE’S JUST LIKE ME FR

“more or less” SHUT UP WILL YOU’RE SUCH A BITCH

will is such a cunt this episode I love him with my whole damn heart

will rlly said UH I know the chesapeake ripper 🙄 stop impersonating my boyfriend

“will is not my patient 🤨 if he was our relationship would be really weird and inappropriate, god”

“we have conversations” yeah the freakiest conversations known to man, amen

“I see the ripper but I don’t feel the ripper” this line has no right to be as romantic as it is jesus christ

I CAN’T BELIEVEEE JACK OPENED UP TO HANNIBAL AND HANNIBAL WAS LIKE TEEHEE I’M GONNA TORMENT YOU SOOOOOO BAD FUCK OFF

zeller in his gaslighter arc like “jack… jack you’re crazyyyy you don’t even know what you’re hearing”

freddie really is a queen she’s the only one other than hannibal that can rival will’s inherent bitchiness

“here we are, a bunch of psychopaths helping each other out” that’s it that’s the show !

NOT HANNIBAL SEEING THE TEA ON HIS IPAD TAKE THE L KING

hannibal was like hold up… deadass? this guy is the one who’s impersonating me? funny time is over I am no longer giggling and twirling my hair…

HANNIBAL IS SUCH A FREAK WDYM HE SLEPT IN JACK’S BED JUST FOR THE LOLS I’m so obsessed with him fr why is he like this

HANNIBAL STOP THE GAY CANNIBAL PUNS NOW

the grape thing was so threatening like okay king…

well that phone call was very handy 👀

miriam’s suit was so slay sorry just had to mention it <33

BITCH RLLY TOOK OFF HIS SHOES FUCKKK

[young-dumb-and-vaccinated]

The Sommelier (Hannigram x Female!Reader) pt. 26

Hannibal, Will and y/n host a dinner to put an end to everything

@dovahdokren @deadman-inc-bikeshop @lov3vivian @wisesandwichshark @scpdragon

Trigger warnings: PTSD, violence

"Hannibal, baby," You called down from the wine cellar. "Which one pairs best with the paella?"

"A Spanish white!" Will interjected.

You rolled your eyes, then looked at his shelf full of Spanish whites. "Thanks, Hannibal."

"You're the sommelier, [F/N]." Will shouted back. "Go with your gut!"

"Verdejo it is." You said to yourself, grabbing the high-shouldered bottle from the shelf.

You returned from the cellar and headed to the dining room, where Will was dutifully setting the table.

"Well aren't you the perfect little homemaker?" You commented, making sure he caught you eyeing his backside.

Will playfully snatched the wine from your hands. "We can't all be the breadwinners, can we, Ms. Restaurant Owner?"

You laughed, looking around at your triple-income house and accepting a kiss from your Will. You put your hands on his shoulders and broke the kiss.

"You know Hannibal isn't going to let you attend one of his famous dinner parties in a flannel, right?" You warned him, lips hovering a few inches from his face.

"Two guests is not a dinner party." Will corrected you. "I figured you'd know this after six months but, baby, Hannibal is always overdressed for everything."

"Better overdressed than the other way around, my treasure." Hannibal said, standing in the threshold. "Why don't you go slip in to that suit I bought you?"

Will threw his hands up. "Do you two just live to gang up on me? You know I can buy my own clothes, right?"

You scoffed. "Babe, you spent your last paycheck almost entirely at Bass Pro Shops-"

"And then we spent the day workshopping new seafood dishes for the restaurant with the fish I caught." Will shrugged. "You don’t get to benefit from it then complain."

You put up your hands in surrender. "Fair enough."

"So I don't make an ordeal out of this in front of guests," Hannibal said, reaching into his pocket. He pulled out two small drawstring bags and gave one to each of you. "Happy six months, my darlings."

"Six month anniversary presents?" Will laughed. "What are we, high school students?"

"Do you not want it?" Hannibal raised an eyebrow.

"I didn't say that." He mumbled.

You opened the bag and slid the contents into your hand. A beautiful solid white ring with ornate carvings tumbled out.

"It's beautiful." You smiled, sliding it on to your finger. "What is it?"

"A ring, my indulgence." Hannibal chuckled.

You narrowed your eyes at him. "Sure, but what is it made of?"

He hesitated for a moment. "Ivory."

"Should I be concerned that you somehow know both of our ring sizes?" Will asked, admiring how his fit perfectly on his finger. 

“I think you mean ‘thank you, Hannibal’.” You corrected him. “Even if it is a little uncanny.”

The doorbell rang. Hannibal threw a dish towel over his shoulder and pointed to Will.

"Go change." He ordered. "I will not have my guests seeing you in such an unsightly state."

"It's Jack and [F/N]'s friend." Will protested.

"Sure, I'll get the door." You said. "Gee, thanks [F/N], that would be so helpful!"

You opened the door with a smile.

"Agent Crawford!" You greeted, shaking his hand.

"Oh, please." He laughed. "Call me Jack."

"And this must be Bella." You said, offering his wife your hand. "Jack has told me all about you."

"So you're the infamous [F/N] [L/N]?" Bella accepted with a smile. "It's so nice to meet you."

Jack removed his hat and coat, then handed you a bag. "For you."

"You shouldn't have." You said, knowing immediately that it was wine. Then you pulled it out of the bag. Your eyes went wide and your jaw hung open.

"Holy shit you really shouldn't have." You repeated.

Jack shrugged and smiled smugly. "I pulled some strings in evidence. Figured you might want it."

You threw your arms around his neck, keeping a tight grip on the 1907 Heidsieck Monopole.

"Hey, do I get a hug?" Said another voice.

Charissa waved to you from the porch.

"Holy shit, hey!" You opened your arms. Charissa jumped into your embrace and squeezed you. She'd always hugged you tighter after seeing you half-alive in a hospital bed with your seldom-seen lovers at your bedside.

"Jack, this is my friend Charissa Rodriquez." You introduced. "She was the one who sent you the address."

"So you're 'tip', huh?" Jack's face lit up. "The FBI owes you a debt of gratitude, Ms. Rodriquez."

"Tip?" You said, looking at both Jack and Charissa.

"The address we received came from an obvious burner email." Jack explained. "We thought it was from Chase, so we arrived with a ton of backup anticipating an attack. Turns out we needed it."

Charissa shrugged. "I thought you could never be too careful."

"Well, intentional or not," Jack said. "You helped us a lot."

"You're Charissa Rodriquez?" Will said from the staircase. He wore a grey suit with a dark blue dress shirt that fit him scarily well considering he hadn't even tried it on.

"Enchanté, monsieur." Charissa said, eyeing him up with a hungry smile. "You must be Will."

"Down, girl." You crossed your arms. Your tone was playful, but had a slight threatening bite. "He's all mine."

"Not all yours." Hannibal corrected, entering the scene to finally greet his guests. "Agent Crawford, Bella, Ms. Rodriquez, welcome."

"Wow." Charissa said, dumbfounded. "I feel like I'm meeting a celebrity."

"Oh, surely the rumors unraveled after the old place went out of business." Hannibal answered. "There are far more interesting things to talk about than myself."

"Very few, but they do exist." Jack commented.

Charissa folded her arms. "Like the bartender who stood up to a psychotic cult leader and found two wonderful boyfriends to take care of her?"

"I've heard that one!" You added. "I hear she bought the restaurant for next to nothing after it became a stigmatized property."

Carissa narrowed her eyes at you. "I still cannot believe you told him."

You shrugged. "I think it all worked out."

Hannibal gathered everyone around the table and tasked you with pouring the wine.

"Surely you know why I've invited you here tonight." He asked, taking a seat at the head. "The high courts have ruled Chase's death a suicide."

"Cheers to that." Will said, raising his glass.

"Nobody actually believes it was a suicide." Jack clarified, trying not to look at you too obviously. "But the jury didn't want to dignify him with a proper homicide ruling."

Charissa glared at you, not trying to not be obvious. "Only one person at the table knows for sure."

You shook your head. "I hit my head really hard, the details are just not there."

"But [F/N]'s DNA was on the gun." Bella added.

"But not her fingerprints." Jack said. "It was saliva. We think he tried to choke her with his fingers before reaching for the gun."

"Did you ever find that finger?" Charissa said like it was nothing.

Jack, who was more interested in the paella than the conversation, shook his head. "Never."

Your eyes widened. You left the finger with the gun, you were sure of it.

"Must we discuss the gory details over dinner?" Will said, sensing your discomfort.

Charissa rested her chin in her hands. "Would you rather talk about your three-person couple?"

"I distinctly remember spitting the finger out." You insisted.

"We found so many pieces of bone in that room," Jack continued. "It's genuinely of far less concern than the dynamite lining the walls and bunker full of cocaine, stolen medical supplies and baby coffins."

"And the stained glass window made of human skin." You added.

"You know a case is fucked when a lost finger is of the least concern." Charissa commented.

"The important thing is that it's over." Will said. "He's dead and [F/N] is alive."

Bella smiled at you. "God really is looking out for you, [F/N]."

You forced a smile, telling yourself that Bella had the best intentions. But her good intentions revived Chase's voice in your head, which was a voice you'd spent the last six months trying to forget. You tightened your grip on your utensils to relieve some tension, but it didn’t work.

The table went quiet, waiting for Bella to realize her mistake. Will put his hand over yours and looked into your eyes. He mouthed the word 'breathe' and some similar affirmations.

Hannibal raised his head, knowing the light casting shadows on his face intimidated people. "Ms. Bella, we generally don't talk religion here."

She covered her mouth with her fingertips. "I'm so sorry, [F/N], I just meant-"

You put your hand up. "Please, just don't."

"The important thing is that [F/N] recovered forty missing women and reunited them with their families." Will said. "And there was no divine presence involved in that."

You smiled softly. "I'll drink to that."

"And you'll also be happy to know that the woman who assisted him in luring all those girls into the cult," Jack added. "She's looking at twenty-five to life without parole."

"What about the babies?" Bella piped up. "Weren't there, like, at least twelve newborns?"

"That's where the department of family and child services took over." Jack answered. "Whether the biological mothers kept them or put them up for adoption is out of our hands, but I do know each child was thoroughly examined and are all up to date on their shots."

"Seriously, though." Charissa interjected. "How do you misplace an entire finger?"

"It's one of the easier appendages to misplace." Hannibal answered, speaking with experience. "I heard it wasn't just the one that you couldn't find."

Jack looked up from his plate, confused. "Now how did you know about that?"

"The man took a 12 gauge bullet directly to the hand, Jack." Hannibal said with a small chuckle. "It's more likely you find no fingers than any at all."

"The bones will turn up somewhere." Jack said, resignedly. 

He just happened to say the word “bones” as you were glancing at your ring. 

You smiled a little too wide. “They just might.”  

[slashyrogue]

Hannigram AU: House of Wax

Wolf Trap has never been exactly a large town, but it's still not a super small one, and there are some things there that other places don't have. 

Like The House of Wax. 

For as long as Will can remember it's been there, and he was lucky enough to get a job working alongside the Hannibal Lecter. Mr. Lecter isn't exactly elusive, he's known to throw elaborate parties for his rich friends from all over, but no one really knows him. He's unmarried, but seem so to have an endless supply of money, and even though the House of Wax rarely has visitors it's still there on the outskirts of town. 

Will was a fan long before he got a job there, though he mostly sweeps the floors, and he makes good enough money to stick around. Though Mr. Lecter won't let him in on the figure making, the one thing he's always been the most curious about, he loves his job. 

And maybe has a bit of a crush on Mr. Lecter. 

"Good afternoon, Will. Anyone come in?" 

Will blushes as Mr. Lecter walks into the main room, standing to watch him check the figures. "No, it's been quiet. Though I did see a few people around town on my drive in. It think their car broke down or something." 

Mr. Lecter pauses. "Oh?" 

"Uh huh," he says, "They didn't seem the type to want to come in here but you never know."

"Yes," Mr. Lecter says, smiling as he touches one of the figures almost lovingly, "You never know." 

"With Halloween coming up, I'm sure..." 

He turns and heads for the door, much to Will's disappointment. "I think I'll go in town to see on supplies. You're doing a wonderful job, Will," Mr. Lecter says, smiling, "As you always do." 

Will blushes harder, pushing up his glasses. "Thank you, Mister..."

"Hannibal, please," Mr. Lecter says, shaking his head, "You've worked here for nearly a year now, Will. I think it's about time you called me Hannibal."

Will blinks. "Um, ok....Hannibal." 

Hannibal smiles. "Look after them for me." 

"I will!" 

He leaves Will alone in the main hall, a little shaken, and smiling at being allowed to call Mr. Lecter by his first name. He's been coming to the House of Wax since he was a senior in high school, and though he's only nineteen now he still feels like a kid. 

But maybe Mr. Le--Hannibal, didn't see him that way anymore. 

Will laughs, shaking his head. "Dream on, Graham." 

He's just about to head for the Room of Thinkers when he hears a whimper, and looks around. 

"Hello?" 

Will frowns. 

He really thought he heard something. 

Weird. 

Will heads into the next room and starts to go through the figures one by one, dusting to perfection the way Hannibal likes. He goes through all eleven figures and is almost finished with Einstein when he notices something.

There’s a gray marking on Einstein’s neck, almost like a tattoo. He wipes harder, confused, and is just about to start scrubbing when loud laughter comes echoing into the room. Will drops his rag and runs for the front hall in time to see they have guests.

The strangers he’d seen just this morning are in the Leader Room, and they’re not alone.

“Will,” Mr. Lecter says, smiling, “Please direct our Chad, Brad, Marli, and…what was your name again, Miss?”

A blonde wearing a too tight college sweater bats her eyelashes at him. “Kitty, but you can call me whatever you want.”

The others all laugh and Will frowns when Kitty touches Hannibal’s chest. “Kitty,” he says, “I think Kitty will come with me to a…private viewing. Treat them well, Will.”

“But—-“

One of the guys slaps Will on the back. “Yeah, Will…treat us. Kitty…don’t take too long cuz that part might come in.”

Kitty grabs Hannibal’s arm. “Oh…we won’t.”

Will’s chest hurts as Mr. Lecter walks away with Kitty, her long blonde hair bouncing as they go, and he hates this part.

Why does he always have to be the one to show the guests around?

And what really happens in the private viewings?

He sighs.

“Right this way,” he mumbles, “You’re in for sights unlike anything you’ve seen before.”

They all laugh as he heads into the next room.

It’ll be just like all the others.

A lot of snickering followed by everyone not even finishing the whole viewing. Just once he’d like to get to the end.

Why did no one really appreciate The House of Wax like he did?

[fatalism-and-villainy]

Very very delayed (over 2 months later) responses here:

@ciaran:

huh, i sort of took for granted that that’s the appeal of non-monogamy when it comes to ships? one of my favourite poly tropes is “established couple gets attached to a supposed-to-be-temporary third”—maybe it’s also bc i really enjoy that kind of imbalance where two people have a pre-existing dynamic and a newcomer has to navigate that, a dynamic which can be configured in multiple ways

So, I do love this sort of thing, absolutely (the two as-yet unattached points of a V coming together, partly on the basis of shared emotional investment in the third person, soooo often gets me). But I'm actually talking about something slightly different here - not triads, but just putting one character in multiple relationships at once, and feeling compelled to do that specifically when they're already attached to one person.

Like, I had a discussion awhile ago with some Hannibal fandom colleagues about Will Graham multishipping, and it's made me realize that the Will Graham multishipping scenarios that my mind most instinctively concocts are, in fact, post-canon scenarios. And the entrenchment of Hannigram during that time period is exactly why - it's a reason to get him involved with more people, not a reason not to. Embracing Hannibal fully, and by extension embracing the long-suppressed parts of himself, just seems like it could naturally be followed by him having further erotically violent entanglements with other people! And I am invested in those dynamics reflecting back on Hannigram in some way, because they triangulate with everyone, but I am absolutely not invested in them developing into full-blown, codified triads. Hopefully that clarifies what I mean!

@epochryphal:

exactly exactly exactly! not “frequent and easy” but rather “rolls into further exploration, such that stopping feels artificially curtailed, even if few POIs are actually found” — and it’s terribly interesting to play out different unfoldings of multiships without a long lingering on the very first connection, so there’s momentum, impetus, energetic movement even

@ducktoothcollection (I can't tag you for some reason!):

ooh, yeah, I relate to that but had never really managed to articulate it before! It feels like a natural extension of “the sky is bluer and grass is greener because I’m in love”. (for me it tends to translate less into nonmonogamy and more into “monogamy plus five unrequited crushes” bc I’m a horrible introvert but y'know)

I'm really glad to know other people can relate. It's not a POV I've ever seen articulated before in specific. "Frequently attracted to people" and "not seeing being in a long-term relationship as a barrier to having other relationships" are articulated all the time, of course, but "specifically being motivated to seek other relationships with I'm already with someone"/"feeling attracted to more people more easily when I'm already interested in one person", as the direct inverse of what some monogamous people report feeling, less so.

Thoughts on nonmonogamy and fandom -

I think part of the shape of my own inclination towards nonmonogamy is that - I see some monogamous people say that they just don't feel much attraction towards other people or inclination to be involved with other people while they're partnered up. And I honestly feel like the direct inverse of that - it's much easier for me to be attracted to people in general if I already have one point of interest established. Because it puts me back in that mindset, and gets me more in tune with that possibility. This is why I find the framework of monogamy restrictive - because so much of how I feel attraction is about expansiveness, something that goes beyond that specific person. Exclusivity in a relationship would feel like clipping my wings, putting a cap on the joy I feel.

(This has sort of created a frustrating "entry level job/3-5 years of experience needed" learning curve to be hurdled for the past 2+ years, honestly, because after several false starts I just haven't been able to muster that kind of crush-like investment in someone that would rekindle that possibility more broadly and generally. Which is fine, as I'm more content directing my social energies elsewhere for the time being, but it does feel hard to explain, since most people associate nonmonogamy with being very easily and frequently romantically interested in others.)

But anyway, I've come to realize how much this informs my approach to fandom. My impulse is very often to explore my multishipping scenarios for a member or members of the main couple after they're together. Because it just seems natural and intuitive to me that of course being settled and happy with one person would make a person want to explore other similar connections, and because romances are most meaningful to me when they awaken some sort of erotic potential within the self that extends beyond the bounds of that specific relationship, and grants new context and shape to other connections. And it can be... alienating, to get struck with the reminder that many other people equally intuitively conceive of endgame coupledom in the opposite manner, and take it for granted that partnering with someone is the end of the line and indicates being fulfilled in only that person.

[youforgivehowgodforgives]

you are so right abt fake will and natthew though like their only purpose was to create more drama between Will and Hannibal, they really had no autonomy or depth in the story beyond that :/

And as much great Hannibal content as there is out there I have yet to see much meta or fics really digging into or taking the point of view of freddie, Beverly, alana, Margot or Reba. At best they are mentioned in passing but are never given much thought in fics beyond 'Beverly said something funny and encourages Will to go after Hannibal (kinda fucked up tbh considering how things went down in canon) and freddie getting called a bitch and is violently killed off 20 different ways' and like. maybe background marlana AT BEST. smh. like yes that's essentially how the show treats them as well but I feel like we as fans can do better than that. at least Abigail has some stans that genuinely GET her character and have interesting takes but she too, is often just relegated to 'encouragement for Hannigram' like 😬😡😤

UH HUH!!!! and i don't think u mentioned her but chiyoh is the most interesting character to me. why put her aside for white men who exist in only 1 episode smh....

[jilted-love]

Hannigram and Destiel being censored because of the gay despite having 5 years gap between their last seasons is just hate crime to me. So in 5 years, TV networks never really moved on from homophobia huh. For context, we've always known there was an almost Hannnigram kiss before the Fall but didn't know if it was ever filmed or recorded. Now, there's a "rumor" that it was filmed but never aired. I hate my fucking life. But at least Hannibal did not disappear out of the blue and Will did not die alone with Moly faceless in the background. Also, Margot and Alana are still happy and rich and gay together with their son somewhere Hannibal can't reach them. Now I just want Hannibal season 4 where Bobo joins Hannibal writers and Bryan runs the rules.

[hannigram-imagines]

Hannigram meets Malec

Alec: Are you sure it is a good idea to have them over?

Magnus: Alexander, darling, your tie is all wrong. Hannibal is quite particular about the aesthetics. He wouldn't appreciate a suit without a tie.

Alec: I don't like wearing suits, love, you're making me wear a tie for a cannibal.

Magnus: Hush, you! He's quite nice, once you get to know him.

Alec: For a cannibal..

Magnus: Though text that parabatai of yours that we're having a date night and he shouldn't show up if he knows what's best for him. Those exact words, honey. I am not sure how far Hannibal's courtesy would extend and I really don't want to fight him.

Alec: He can't defeat you, you have the rest of us.

Magnus: It's not about the power, darling, I happen to like my cousin. (◔‿◔)

Alec: ...

Magnus: And as for your earlier question- *steps close to fix Alec's tie*

Alec: Huh?

Magnus: *looks at Alec* Would you rather we go to their place? We could, but I really don't trust the meat.

Alec: (｡♡‿♡｡)

Magnus: *moves away*

Alec: ʘ‿ʘ wait...what?

Magnus: Come on, Alexander, they would be arriving anytime now.

----

Will: Are you sure it is a good idea to visit them?

Hannibal: Had I not allayed your worries about tonight, Will?

Will: You did, and I trust that you trust them, but..

Hannibal: It's just you can't bring yourself to trust them?

Will: *nods*

Hannibal: *turns Will to look into his eyes* Do you trust me, Will?

Will: With my life. *nods* It's your and only yours to take.

Hannibal: (✷‿✷)

Will: ｡◕‿◕｡

Hannibal: Well then, there's nothing for you to worry about, tonight, or any other night, *mumbles* ever.

Will: What was that?

Hannibal: I love you.

Will: It was not that, but I love you too, husband.(◔‿◔)

----

*Door bell rings*

*Magnus and Alec open the door for Hannibal and Will*

Magnus: (人 •͈ᴗ•͈) Hannibal, it has been quite a while, cousin.

Hannibal: ( ´◡‿ゝ◡`) It has been sometime, cousin Magnus. Though I never imagined we would ever be having dinner together with our husbands.

Magnus: Husbands, yes! ( ╹▽╹ ) *turns to Will, extends his hand* You must be, Will! (ʘ‿ʘ✿) And you're.. not.. wearing a tie?

Will: (◍•ᴗ•◍) *nods and shakes Magnus' hand* I don't really like ties.

Magnus: (ʘᴗʘ✿) Magnus Lightwood-Bane.

Alec: (. ❛ ᴗ ❛.) It's almost like love changes people. *loosens his own tie*

Alec: Alec Lightwood-Bane *shakes hands with Will and Hannibal*

Hannibal: (◔‿◔) It sure does. A pleasure, Mr Lightwood-Bane.

Alec: Please come in. And call me Alec.( ´◡‿ゝ◡`)

part 1 || part 2

[johanna-swann]

you really think sterek makes no sense? huh, i mean im not delusional but i dont think it’s that out of the blue. there’s like wayyy weirder stuff on the show

anyway just letting you know, even when you tagged "anti sterek" that post appears in the sterek tag 💔 but thats tumblr’s fault really

Lol, I had the same experience going through the "anti sterek" tag and finding sooo much pro stuff. I feel you there. 😅

What I mean is that of course the queerbaiting was there and real, I just don't get why so many fans jumped on the ship so early on that the queerbaiting even became a thing.

I understand a lot of other queer ships like merthur (bbc merlin), johnlock (sherlock) or hannigram (hannibal) without shipping them myself, but sterek just came out of nowhere for me. They hinted at Stydia endgame from season 1 episode 1, there are other side characters than Derek who are CANONICALLY queer and then there's the whole pedophilia thing. [Derek is an adult who graduated high school years ago and Stiles is a 15 year old. Just saying.]

Hope this clears things up.

[aragima]

hannibal questions! 🍖🔪

@nietzscheantrout @horrorlesbians and @hanniba1 wanted me to answer these hannibal questions and i wrote too much but oh well! thanks to all 3 of you ilu!!!

favorite episode and why: oh we’re just goin straight to the hard questions huh um OKAY so i think i can only do an ep a season - s1: SORBET SUPREMACY! you get to see the exact moment will looks at hannibal and thinks “.........shit. it’s him isn’t it. he’s The One. SHIT.” and that is so important to me - s2: this one is really hard maybe naka-choko? it’s so fucking gay and sexy. but tome-wan... but mizumono............ yeah idk - s3: torn between digestivo and the wrath of the lamb cuz they both hurt SOOO good much; i love will breaking up with hannibal and hannibal manipulating the situation so will can’t leave asldkjansk it’s so toxic we have to stan..... and for twotl i mean do i really have to give a reason every scene LIVES in my mind and it contains my favorite shot in the whole show:

that is LOVE baby! that is DESIRE! that is being ENTHRALLED!!!!

least favorite episode and why: i feel like they’re all so necessary that it’s kind of impossible to say but probably antipasto. i get sick of hannibal and bedelia’s shenanigans really quickly and as much as i hate to admit it... i miss will. i also think it was an extremely weak season opener and i blame it for getting the show canceled sjshshsgsg the resentment...

favorite side character: chiyoh or jimmy or actually wait— RANDALL TIER 🖤

if you could bring back one character who died, who would it be?: RANDALL FUCKING TIER. i want there to be a weird thing with him and hannibal and will going on. but also i love what his death did for will so idfk, other than him it’s gotta be beverly

dish prepared in the show that you would like to try eating/making: i was supposed to make hannibal’s osso bucco recipe like 3 weeks ago but it completely slipped my mind so i guess i’ll get on that my next grocery trip  

which side character would you kill off?: chilton just because for god’s sake just let the man DIE ALREADY poor guy <- i’m taking ava’s answer because YEAH

was there any scene that you didn’t like to look at?: nah. the skin ripping scenes at the beginning of either kaiseki or sakizuki (idk i don’t remember, i hardly watch s2a) are particularly brutal but i tough it out

biggest ship: i mean do i even have to say

why did you start watching hannibal?: my wife, who was my girlfriend at the time, and her dad were watching it as it was airing and i was like “oh cool hannibal lecter origin story” but due to inconsistent access to the episodes i would just watch it randomly and that is... not the way to watch hannibal. i gave up around the end of s2 but knew hannigram was It regardless. i decided to watch s3 for the first time earlier this year just to have finished it and was like HOLD UP and did an immediate rewatch that left me... well, how i am now

favorite hannibal fic if you’ve read any?:

oh boy. yall ready for this? all of these can be found on ao3 obviously (i’m so sorry this is so long but i guess i’ve been asked to put together a fic rec anyway)

as soft, as wide as air by blackknightsatellite, the ladders series by emungere, blackbird by emungere, consenting to dream series by emungere, taken for rubies by emungere, at first meeting by emungere, protect me from what i want by @alienfuckeronmain, god of the cold, cold wars by highermagic, the abyss smiled back by highermagic, pomegranate seeds by highermagic, absolute zero by highermagic, in the truly gruesome do we trust by sidnihoudini, TKO by sidnihoudini, oh dear by lunarwench, each according to its kind by chapparral_crown, a flood in our hearts by nanoochka, let me sinful be by darlingred, uncomplicated by stratumgermanitivum & youaremydesign, good bones by @damnslippyplanet​, like they do in babylon by @damnslippyplanet​, your obedient servant by kareliasweet, past our satellites by shotgunsinlace, only the tender meat by isagel, the shape of me will always be you by missdisoriental, a white-walled room by rodabonor, spleen et idéal by rodabonor, the paper doll series by rodabonor, a common point of interest by rodabonor [i do NOT like a/b/o stuff but if i did... it’s this fic], just thought you should know by earthsickwithoutyou, the sacrificial lamb by princesskay, transcendent suffering by itsbeautiful, not something polite by moistdrippings, leave your message after the tone by onewhositswithturtles, holes in the floor of the mind by feverdreamblood, crossing caina by feverdreamblood, the archipelago series by melusine10, but seas between us braid hae roar’d by kareliasweet

have you watched any of the hannibal films?: yeah all of them except manhunter! i grew up watching silence of the lambs because my mom loved it and i went thru a big edward norton phase as a teen so i’ve seen red dragon like 10 times

have you read the thomas harris books?: no and i’m not going to lmao #fakefan

favorite murder tableau: if we’re talking just hannibal’s- the judge. if we’re talking Murder Bad But Kinda Pretty like in general probably the mushroom people or the totem

favorite blood spill: will imagining hannibal while he beats randall to death or The Gutting of Will Graham

what’re some of your headcanons?: - will is good at shibari (backed up in canon: his fishing knots, the firefly man’s full body hishi karada harness) - hannibal rarely listens to modern, non-classical music but he’s a björk fan and he saw one of her chapel performances during the vespertine era and was Moved - will listens to classic rock (zeppelin, the doors, pink floyd) with some classic country (patsy, merle, johnny) and blues (billie, muddy, bessie) thrown in. he’s also a sucker for early/mid-90s college rock/alternative/grunge - will plays the piano (because of the piano in his living room) and the harmonica (because he’s country white trash); he’s kind of shit tho - hannibal fell for will somewhere between “my thoughts are often not tasty” and “you won’t like me when i’m psychoanalyzed” (love at first sight! at last sight! at ever and ever sight!!!) - will’s circumcised, hannibal isn’t 🤪 - hannibal’s a gemini!!!! adaptable, creative, intelligent, outgoing, impulsive, etc - will’s an aquarius!!!!! analytical, a loner, temperamental, unique, compassionate, etc - will’s mom was jewish go read my fic about it https://archiveofourown.org/works/26774326 - hannibal is an agender man (tbh i think of this as canon, it’s just unstated/undefined) - hannibal can speak russian, spanish, and a teensy bit of portuguese in addition to the other languages we know he speaks (lithuanian, english, french, italian, japanese) - will speaks limited amounts of french; he learned it as a kid in louisiana - ED TW will sometimes has a Difficult relationship with food due to food instability by the way of poverty as a kid and goes through periods where it’s hard to keep himself fed, but hannibal is so good for him in that way because he keeps him from going hungry 😓 (yes this is me projecting but also it makes SENSE) - hannibal typically bottoms but THEY DEFINITELY ARE BOTH VERS and will never stops being surprised by how much he loves catching a dick. every time is like religious experience. okay? okay - they’re also both very kinky and switches but tbh.... will was made to Dom hannibal like that’s the reason he exists he could drag that old bitch around by a leash and hannibal would be in heaven HANNIBAL WOULD CALL HIM SIR - the first time they have sex hannibal comes like immediately but he isn’t embarrassed because he’s hannibal fucking lecter and hannibal lecter doesn’t get embarrassed - i have a hc for their favorite sex positions but i’m not gonna put that here because i don’t want yall calling me crazy any more than you probably already do but if you wanna know just DM me all i do is think about them fucking it’s a curse - okay no more dirty stuff abigail called hannibal “dad” on more than one occasion and it was half-joking but it also felt comfortable to her; she never thought to call will “dad” because he’s a weirdo and never knew her as much as he knew his idea of her - hannibal taught her to play piano at the cliff house - beverly is pansexual!!! - brian and jimmy kissed one time when they were drunk and they NEVER talk about it EVER - chiyoh is straight probably. i know, i know, everyone says she’s a lesbian and if she’s a lesbian to you that’s awesome! she’s a lesbian! but idk i just think she’s SO fucking straight and tbh i mourn bc that’s my wife. she could MAYBE be bicurious... - chiyoh is non-monogamous and doesn’t do serious relationships, she doesn’t like the idea of being tied to one person ever since she left the lecter castle - she helped hannibal and will escape after The Fall; she told hannibal she would continue to watch over him and i think she did, she got them a boat and got them the fuck out of there - MOLLY IS DOING SO MUCH BETTER WITHOUT WILL. SHE’S SO GLAD SHE GOT OUT OF THAT WHEN SHE DID. she has a good, long talk with alana and finds out all the shit about him and hannibal that will never told her (and it was a lot), gets drunk and burns all his shit, and then washes her hands of the whole thing; moves to a different state, gets a girlfriend, and never thinks about will again

okay i’m capping it there or i’m never gonna stop!! i’m not tagging anyone cuz i think everyone has done this by now lmao but if you’re a mutual who hasn’t and you want to just do it and say i tagged you!! mwah!!!!

[captainlilyuniverseworld]

Poached

Written for the @hannibalbingo​ and filling the square Business AU.

Title: Poached

Characters: Hannibal Lector, Will Graham, Beverly Katz, OC Male Character (offscreen)

Warnings: As this is an excerpt of what might be a longer thing none so far

Tags: Business AU, Restaurant Owner Hannibal, Bartender Will, 

Written For @hannibalbingo​

A/N: This is both my first square filled and my first official thought out Hannigram fic idea. Hope you all like it :)

Word Count: 1061

“Check this out.” 

A pair of binoculars were thrust in front of Will’s face the second he walked through the door and he shot Beverly a small glare, but took the binoculars.

“Notice anything different about the place across the street?” she asked. 

He leaned against the bar as he held the binoculars to his eyes and checked out the building across the street. They’d been keeping an eye on it since the FOR SALE sign had been taken out of the window two months ago and started a slow transformation. Into what apparently was a new restaurant. 

 La Dolce was written on the frosted window in black calligraphy with what looked like a fall display. He couldn’t tell much from the binoculars but it looked like the whole place had been gutted and refurbished. 

“There goes the neighborhood huh?” he set the binoculars on the bar top. “Have you actually been over there yet?” 

“No, but they’ve been taking things in since seven this morning,” she answered. “Haven’t been able to figure out what kind of restaurant it is though.” 

“Pricey,” Will snorted as he made his way behind the bar and poured himself a cup of coffee and picked up the inventory delivery list. “Where’s the Templeton? I ordered like three bottles. And Bombay? And the two cases of Vodka?” 

“You know Stu, cheap distributor’s means gapes in the delivery,” Beverly said. She picked up the box that had been sitting on the floor and set it on the counter. “I grabbed two bottles of the Templeton, and there’s a case of the vodka in my trunk.” 

“Bev…” 

“You bought last time.” 

“You notice how he’s always late on delivery days?” Will said as he took the bottles out of the box. “Like he knows we’re going to give him shit about it.” 

“We just have to stick out for two more years, then we can open our place,” she reminded him. 

“That’s if I don’t kill Stewart first, and we just run this place ourselves, though to be fair, we do run this place ourselves,” Will said. 

He absentmindedly picked up the binoculars to look at the former empty space, now restaurant across the street. It had been a craft store when they first moved in. It was going to be a coffee shop at one point, before it was an Army Recruitment Center for a hot second before it sat dormant for a year and a half. 

He leaned over the bar in interest as a sleek black Bentley pulled into an empty space in front of the restaurant and an older man stepped out of the car in a dark burgundy blazer, with a pair of slim fitting black slacks. He glanced over his shoulder and Will froze as their eyes seemingly met. 

He turned back towards the building after a beat and walked over to one of the men carrying furniture into the building. Will lowered the binoculars and looked at Beverly to see if she had witnessed the encounter, but she was busy counting the money in the register. 

“Bought the place sight unseen,” Freddie Lounds said when she came in later that evening. 

Freddie Lounds worked for Tattle Crime and made it her business to find things out, even it was something menial like who bought the place across the street. She sipped her Cosmo and glanced around the bar for the umpteenth time. 

“Looks like your boss might have a little competition,” she smirked. 

She shook her drink and Will rolled his eyes as he picked up the cocktail shaker and refilled her empty glass. He looked over as the bells of the door signaled the arrival of another customer and froze when he recognized the man who had stepped out of the Bentley. 

He took a seat at the bar, a few down from Freddie and picked up a menu. Up close Will could see a beige colored cardigan underneath the blazer. He was older, but he was handsome. His hair looked almost silver with bits of brown mixed in, and his eyes were a striking maroon color. 

“That’s him,” Freddie stage whispered. 

Will looked back at her. 

“He’s the owner of La Dolce, Doctor something,” she waved her hand dismissively. 

“Doctor Hannibal Lecter,” the man said as he set down the menu. “If you’re going to talk about someone, you should make sure they can’t hear you.” 

His accent wasn’t one Will had heard before. Something, deep European maybe. 

Freddie said nothing in response but pointedly looked at the TV on the wall, even though Will knew she had no interest in the game. 

Will made his feet move in the direction of the man and scratched the back of his neck awkwardly. 

“Knowing Freddie, she probably wanted you to hear her,” Will said as he leaned against the bar 

The man glanced at Freddie, she was still turned towards the TV but her head was tilted slightly in their direction. Will ignored her in favor of giving the man his full attention. 

“Would you like to come work for me?” the man asked. 

“I’m sorry?” Will wasn’t sure he had heard the man correctly. “Are...are you trying to poach me doctor?” 

“Hannibal, please,” he said, he smiled briefly. “And I suppose I am yes. Are you interested?” 

“We don’t even know each other,” Will pointed out. 

“I have been a few times. The bar was crowded and I believe I was served by the owner, but I was impressed by the way you handled your guests. I enjoyed your sleight of hand in which you watered down your shots if a guest pushed for your partaking in a drink with them,” the man, Hannibal, said. “And the way you took over when your boss took an unexpected break.” 

“I’m flattered?” Will didn’t know if he was a little creeped out, or impressed at how easily the man blended in so that Will didn’t notice him before. 

“I’m prepared to offer you the position of head bartender at my restaurant,” he told Will. “Twenty dollars an hour including any tips you make.” 

“Look, I’m...I’m really flattered,” Will started. 

“Please, think it over,” Hannibal said as he stood up. He reached into his blazer and pulled out a business card. 

Will took the business card and gave a small nod as he slipped it into his back pocket. “Yeah...I’ll uh, I’ll think about it.”